Xian Tian and the others were filled with horror, shock, and despair.
Lady Xing was beheaded in front of them with brute strength.
Xian Tian watched in helpless agony as his beloved Lady Xing was brutally murdered before his very eyes.
His body glowing with menaxing aura.
Her lifeless body crumpled to the ground, her head twisted at an unnatural angle.
The once vibrant and beautiful woman was now nothing more than a lifeless shell.
Xian Tian's soul form trembled, his ethereal body quaking with rage and sorrow.
He was like a protagonist of some anime about to power up.
The magic sword in his hand dissipated into glowing particles, as if the light of hope had been extinguished.
His eyes, filled with tears, stared at Azrone with pure hatred, vowing to avenge his love, even from beyond the grave.
Lady Yun and TianZhen, who had been fighting alongside Xian Tian, froze in shock and disbelief.
